ghost master

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Wang Xiaopang hid in Tian Zixuan's room for about half a month before the bloody sect gave up on his search. Tian Zixuan felt that it was almost time, so he pretended that he couldn't bear the harassment of Chen Tuozhu and asked him to Come quietly to his room at night.

"You hide in the cabinet, you must put away your breath." Tian Zixuan told Wang Xiaopang, that Chen Duozhu is at the middle stage of alchemy, if he finds something is wrong, he and Wang Xiaopang will be in trouble up.

"En." Wang Xiaopang nodded, feeling nervous already.

Tian Zixuan saw Wang Xiaopang's uneasiness, in fact he was also uneasy, but he still showed a gentle smile to Wang Xiaopang.

"Don't be afraid, senior brother is here." Tian Zixuan said, stretched out his hand to touch Wang Xiaopang's face, and then helped him close the wardrobe door.

Wang Xiaopang restrained his breath and stood in the dark closet, he could only see the outside through a thin slit, and Chen Duozhu didn't make him wait too long, and came over just after nightfall.

Tian Zixuan was dissatisfied with him coming so quickly: "Didn't I ask you to come late at night?"

That Duozhu Chen entered the room with a smile: "I'm anxious to see you, don't worry, no one will know that I'm here."

Tian Zixuan was relieved when he heard what Chen Tuozhu said. He sank a little, and then invited him to sit down indifferently.

"I asked you to come, just to talk to you." Tian Zixuan said, and took out a can of high-quality spiritual tea, and he was reluctant to give this person the top-notch Tianxin lotus tea.

But Duozhu Chen didn't sit down, but hugged Tian Zixuan from behind while he was making tea.

"Come on, if you just want to talk to me, why would you let me come late at night?" Chen Duozhu moved his head and kissed Tian Zixuan's back neck, which made Tian Zixuan feel sick and had goosebumps.

"..." Tian Zixuan wanted to struggle at first, but after thinking about it, he felt that he must not be able to struggle with him, so he frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then softened his attitude.

"Don't be so anxious." Tian Zixuan smiled: "At least sit down and have a cup of tea and chat first?"

Seeing that Tian Zixuan actually smiled at him, Master Chen Duo was elated for a moment, how could he not agree, so he kissed the back of his neck again, and then reluctantly let him go.

Tian Zixuan quietly glanced at the direction of the closet, feeling a little uncomfortable. He felt that Wang Xiaopang saw a bad picture, and Wang Xiaopang who was hiding in the closet was really embarrassed to see it. Just now, Duozhu Chen hugged Tian Zi He almost cried out when Xuan Xuan.

After Master Chen Duo sat down, Tian Zixuan handed over the tea in his hand, and took a sip himself first.

Chen Duo didn't doubt it, took a sip from the teacup with his head held high, and finally praised: "Good tea!"

"I planted it myself." Tian Zixuan smiled softly, and poured him another cup, and Chen Duozhu knew that Tian Zixuan had grown the tea himself, so he naturally drank another cup, just as he was about to talk to Tian Zixuan While speaking, he suddenly felt dizzy, and fell down on the table in the next second.

Seeing Master Chen fell down, Tian Zixuan put away his smile and let out a cold snort, then let Wang Xiaopang who was hiding in the closet come out.

"I showed you a joke just now." Tian Zixuan said apologetically, took out a handkerchief and dipped some warm water on it to wipe the back of his neck.

"No, no..." Wang Xiaopang blushed inexplicably, and watched Tian Zixuan push his long black hair aside with dark eyes, and lowered his head slightly to wipe his long, white back of the neck. He looks so good.

After Tian Zixuan wiped it, he realized that Wang Xiaopang was staring at him unblinkingly, so he blushed and said rather embarrassedly: "Don't stare at me like this..."

Wang Xiaopang came back to his senses, and then his eyes fell on Chen Duozhu.

"This person really likes senior brother?" Wang Xiaopang asked bluntly, never expecting to meet such a man who likes men one day.

"Hmm..." Tian Zixuan sighed in distress: "There are so many normal men in this world, but for some reason I have met the abnormal ones."

After Tian Zixuan finished speaking, he looked at Wang Xiaopang with some anxiety: "You must find it very strange, right?"

"It's okay." Wang Xiaopang said honestly: "I was really shocked when I heard it for the first time when I was a child, but now I can understand it, and my second senior brother also told me that if you are with a man Happier and more comfortable, we don't have to force ourselves to be with women."

Wang Xiaopang is also thinking about it now. After being deceived by Xiao Yulan, he thought about it again and found that he was not very comfortable when he was with her, but felt a lot of discomfort during the pursuit.

It was nothing more than being kissed by her when he was a teenager, she didn't care about a girl, and he didn't need to continue thinking about her and thinking about being responsible for her.

Tian Zixuan didn't know that Wang Xiaopang was deceived by Xiao Yulan about the secret treasure of the sect, so seeing that he said it so calmly, and didn't deliberately pretend to understand to comfort him, he couldn't help feeling warm in his heart, and he was more and more glad that he had heard it back then. Without Han Yang's words, there is no birth share with Wang Xiaopang.

He had already cut off all contact with his relatives in the mortal world, and Wang Xiaopang was really the same as his relatives to him.

The two chatted to ease the tension in each other's hearts, and then Wang Xiaopang moved the Moxiu from the table to the ground, intending to cut off his head.

Tian Zixuan nervously grabbed the handkerchief and stood beside Wang Xiaopang. He had never killed anyone before, so he was also afraid.

Wang Xiaopang let out a long breath, and then drew out the long sword hanging from his waist.

There is no need to feel guilty, this person is a demon cultivator, a demon leader who cultivated by sucking human essence and blood, he deserves to die!

Thinking this way, Wang Xiaopang slashed at the man lying on the ground with all his might. This time he struck a lot more simply, and there was no temporary stop like last time. After all, he had been thinking for himself for half a month. It worked, but it was the first time he had killed someone. The sword was cut off, but because of an oblique angle to the ground, he couldn't cut off the whole head of Chen Duozhu, but there was still a part of it attached. neck.

A large amount of blood sprayed out from Duozhu Chen's severed neck, and some of the blood sprayed high enough to splash on Wang Xiaopang's face.

Wang Xiaopang's face was pale, he looked at the half-broken neck and felt his head buzzing, and the red meat that kept bleeding out made his stomach churn, and then he suddenly dropped the sword in his hand and He rushed to the corner of the room, bowed his head and vomited wildly.

Tian Zixuan was slightly better than Wang Xiaopang. In fact, both of them had seen the scene of a head falling to the ground before, but the person who did it felt far more intense than the onlookers.

Tian Zixuan covered his mouth with a handkerchief, the strong smell of blood made him feel very uncomfortable, he walked slowly behind Wang Xiaopang who was leaning on the wall to vomit, and hugged him gently as if to comfort him.

"Little Fatty, are you alright?" Tian Zixuan worriedly looked at Wang Xiaopang who was still throwing up some water.

Wang Xiaopang hadn't eaten for almost a month. Naturally, he couldn't vomit anything because his stomach was empty, but the feeling of nausea was very strong, so he could only vomit water, and his head was swollen and his face was red.

Tian Zixuan saw that Wang Xiaopang couldn't stop vomiting, so he took out a small porcelain bottle from his storage bag, uncorked the bottle and put it in front of Wang Xiaopang's nose.

"Come on, suck this, maybe it will feel better." Tian Zixuan guided Wang Xiaopang, trying to use the mint medicine in the bottle to help Wang Xiaopang relieve his nausea.

The smell of mint is very good, and there is a bit of coolness, which made Wang Xiaopang, who was vomiting and feverish, feel better immediately, and finally stopped vomiting.

"I'm fine...I'm fine..." Wang Xiaopang held the small porcelain bottle tightly with both hands, inhaling the fresh breath of mint forcefully, he seemed to be getting better, "I did it...I can finally I'm going back to see Master..."

However, Wang Xiaopang cried after saying this. He crouched on the ground and huddled into a ball: "I killed...I killed...father...mother...I killed..."

Tian Zixuan looked sadly at Wang Xiaopang, who was buried in tears. He didn't know if everyone fell into such despair after the first murder, but he knew that if Wang Xiaopang didn't enter the cultivation world, he would be happy Happy to live an ordinary life, maybe he will be a beloved little county magistrate like his father, maybe he will happily raise pigs in the countryside, but he will never force himself to be an executioner.

However, he has already embarked on this path, so he can only continue on it.

"Snow Heaven Sect needs you, Fatty." Tian Zixuan's eyes were also slightly red: "A soldier can only become a general if he has experienced bloody storms, and you must pass this hurdle."

The huddled Wang Xiaopang slowly raised his head.

"Senior brother, you are right..." Wang Xiaopang stood up with red eyes, and he walked slowly towards the bloody corpse on the ground with his body trembling: "I want to become a general..."

He picked up the sword on the ground.

Because this is what Master expects from him!

Wang Xiaopang swung his sword again, and severely chopped off the head that was still partly connected to the neck!

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Wang Xiaopang left, carrying Chen Duozhu's head with him. Tian Zixuan originally wanted him to stay for another day or two, but considering that Chen Tuozhu disappeared for too long, it would cause the evil blood sect to block the border again, so he could only watch it off. Follow Wang Xiaopang to leave.

Chen Duozhu's body, Tian Zixuan, has already been disposed of, and the blood in the room has been wiped off, but Tian Zixuan always feels that the room smells of blood, and it is useless to open the windows every day to ventilate.

Is it a psychological effect and really smells like blood?Tian Zixuan couldn't figure it out, and he didn't dare to ask someone to come and smell it.

Four days after he helped Wang Xiaopang kill Master Chen Duo, the Blood Sect found out that he was missing and started to send people to look for him. Tian Zixuan was very disturbed at first, afraid that others would think of him, but fortunately, he did not. Most people tend to think that Duozhu Chen was arrested by another alchemy cultivator in the Blood Sect to cultivate, and they also said that the room of a certain Tuozhu was searched, and Duozhu Chen's body must be inside.

This is the case with Moxiu, and it can be taken for granted that things like cannibalism can be said.

In short, it's good if you don't suspect him.Tian Zixuan smiled slightly, lowered his head and carefully watered and fertilized a small red tree with tenderness in his eyes.

"What, are you taking care of Symbiosis Flower?"

Suddenly a deep male voice came from behind, with a bit of evil spirit, Tian Zixuan was startled, and hurriedly turned around, and sure enough, a tall man sat on the chair in his room. The man had black hair like ink, pupils as red as blood, Dressed in black, it was Han Yang who had turned into a demon.

"Master." Tian Zixuan immediately walked over quickly and knelt down in front of him, feeling a little flustered.

Didn't the master go to the Western Regions?It is said that it will take two months to come back, and this is less than a month, why did he come back?

Did you receive some news?

Sure enough, Han Yang said: "I heard that a spy from the Snow Heaven Sect sneaked into the sect 20 days ago, and also heard that Master Chen Duo disappeared, so my uncle asked me to come back and take a look."

Han Yang's uncle is Duan Cun, the current patriarch of the Shaxue Sect. It is said that he disguised the young Han Yang as an orphan and sent him as an undercover agent in the Snow Sky Sect more than 400 years ago. He lived up to his expectations and became the elder of Xue Tianzong smoothly.

After Han Yang finished speaking, he looked at the symbiotic flower placed by Tian Zixuan by the window, "The symbiotic flower is one red and the other blue. Although they have different roots, they live and die together. Even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can feel each other. The blue plants also lose their leaves, and when the blue plants bloom, the red plants also bloom...Why do I only see the red plants but not the blue plants? Could it be that...you gave it to the Snow Sky Sect spy, right?"

Tian Zixuan almost stopped his heartbeat, but he quickly took out a blue dwarf tree from his storage bag. If you observe carefully, you will find that this blue dwarf tree is actually in line with the The red dwarf tree on the window sill is exactly the same, regardless of the number of flowers and leaves, the length of the branches, and even the texture of each leaf is exactly the same, which can be described as magical.

"Master, I just finished taking care of the blue plant..." Tian Zixuan knelt on the ground and replied in fear.

Seeing Lan Zhu, Han Yang was silent for a while, and then said lightly: "It seems that I misunderstood you, get up."

Tian Zixuan just got up from the ground, and he stood there quietly, not daring to speak too much. Ever since he learned that Han Yang's true identity is actually the young master of the Blood Sect, he always feels uncomfortable every time he sees him , I didn't hate him much, it was just uncomfortable.

Han Yang has long been used to Tian Zixuan's quiet appearance. In fact, he didn't talk much when he worshiped himself before, which is very conscious of being a servant.

"Pour me a cup of tea." Han Yang said, leaning on the chair lazily.

Tian Zixuan walked to the table, took out the can of Tianxin lotus tea, brewed it, and served it to Han Yang.

Han Yang took the drink, he drank very slowly, leaning on the chair, obviously thinking about something, Tian Zixuan didn't bother, and continued to stand quietly waiting for his order.

After a long time, Han Yang suddenly asked: "Do you know why I often come to your place?"

Tian Zixuan froze for a moment, then replied in a low voice: "I don't know."

"Because in this place, you are the only one that hasn't changed at all. It's clean, refreshing, and still retains the atmosphere of the Snow Heaven Sect." Han Yang said slowly, and then his blood-red pupils slanted: " It just smells like blood today."

Tian Zixuan was shocked again, but his face remained unchanged. He said calmly, "When I was trimming the branches and leaves of a young spirit tree this morning, I accidentally hurt my finger with the scissors. I didn't expect the smell to remain."

Tian Zixuan paused after finishing speaking, and then asked: "Is the smell very strong? Do you want Zixuan to light the incense burner?"

"It's not very serious, but I became very sensitive to blood after I switched to cultivating evil blood." Han Yang looked at Tian Zixuan indifferently: "Be careful in the future."

Tian Zixuan's heartbeat was a little chaotic, and his head was lowered because of this: "Yes, master."

It wasn't that he cared, he just didn't like the smell of blood.

If you don't like the smell of blood, why do you want to become a demon?Tian Zixuan really wanted to ask Han Yang, but this was not something he could ask.

Han Yang sat in Tian Zixuan's room for a long time. Since the evil blood sect occupied the place, he would stay for most of the day almost every time he came, drinking tea and thinking about things without doing anything.

After drinking three cups of tea slowly, Han Yang stood up from his chair.

"This is the antidote for next month." Han Yang handed Tian Zixuan a small medicine bottle.

Tian Zixuan didn't answer, but said truthfully: "Master gave me two months' worth of antidote when he left a month ago."

"Then you keep this bottle as a spare." Han Yang stuffed the medicine bottle into Tian Zixuan's hand: "It's very uncomfortable to have the thousand insect poison, what will you do if I don't have time to give you the antidote in the future?"